I've been putting this in all my stories but. I'm sorry! thrufully i am. But you'll either hate me for this one or love me to death. please tell me.
"Your dad is weird." Levi commented as they turned the corner and left. She sighed and leaned back against him. "You okay? You've been off all day."
"New meds." She all but spat he snorted.
"Liar." He sang pulling her to his motorcycle behind the club. She rolled her eyes and hopped on the front. He raised an eyebrow.
"For that comment," she smiled sweetly, "I'm driving."
"Oh god." He muttered getting on behind her wrapping his arms around her waist tightly pulling her into him. "This is the only good part of you driving."
Blake elbowed him as he laughed in her ear.
"Hold on ya perv." She called exaggerating her accent and gunning it back to the hotel. With a startled shout Levi tightened his arms around her gut and she jerked her helmet into his. Whipping around corners and through alleyways Blake thought of what has happened in the short period since her mother was killed.
Her mother, she thought with a sigh of sadness, a great woman. Holly Contal the mystic of the town. She wasn't crazy but eccentric with a daughter to match. She got her father's crazy. Mama used to say "Blakely you got your father's spirit". Blake now knew that meant she got Murdock's "Howling Mad".
Whipping around the last corner she pulled into the hotel parking lot letting Levi get off and then hopping off herself. With a yawn Blake felt herself drawn to biplane in the water behind the area.
"Levi, "she called as he went to the door catching his arm. He turned his amber eyes to her and raised an eyebrow, "Can we go for a flight?"
"It's late Blakely." He stated in that tone that said "Silly girl you need to take your meds and go to bed". She furrowed her eyebrows and rolled her eyes going around back. He called her name but she didn't answer. Climbing into the plane she didn't look at the water below her. She was deathly afraid of Water, not that she would let anyone know. Starting the engine she pulled up and out looking at the Idaho landscape around her and began to talk to herself.
"Okay Blake," she said to herself, "Murdock isn't that bad. Except for the fact that he left me, Mom and Tony alone. Then Tony died and it all went downhill. My genius went up though and then I got branded a freak. And then a mad woman. Thanks for that one Dad…"
Don't blame your father sweet grass, Her mother's voice chimed as it always did. He had to go. It was his job.
"He couldn't have stopped by at least once?" She asked the air and her mother sighed.
Blakely Hannah Marie Contal, she said sternly, your father is a hero you should be proud and grateful. A decorated soldier as a father is an honor…
"If he's around and not crazy as a fuckin' Loon!" She reverted to her strong accent that she tries so hard to hide so often, "Come on Ma, Give me a break Would ya'? The man's a friggin' psychopath."
Aw come on Lakely. Her brother poked his head in and she sighed. He grew with her in his head. If you didn't inherit Dad's freakiness we wouldn't be talking.
Blake sighed at the beginning of the age long argument and turned around, heading back to the hotel.
"You don't understand Anthony, "she muttered, "You never met him."
True He muttered sadly going back to his little corner.
Apologize to your brother. Her mother demanded but Blakely shut her out forcefully. It normally worked a little but in five minutes she was back. She sighed and turned around fully to land in the lake. A small group of people were gathered on the pier and she furrowed her eyebrows squinting. Turning off the engine she jumped out ready to fight or run.
But instead she froze.
A large man with high cheekbones and thick black hair cut close to his head was holding a knife to Levi's throat. Her eyes widened as she surveyed the group. Several large Russian men holding various weapons. A Katana, a SG 550 rifle, a Glock like hers and a M1911 pistol.
"Hello child." The man holding Levi with a knife said in Russian. She started to shake. "You remember me don't you?"
He lowered his head to the light and saw a dark scar run over his forehead. It was him. The man who killed her mother. She glared at him and he smiled casually.
"You have something that I want girl." He spat. "Trade places with the boy and we will leave the area."
"Blake don't you…" Levi choked out and the man hit him upside the head. His eyes pleaded for her not to do it. They had a silent conversation.
Blake they'll kill you…
They'll kill you!
It's my job to protect you, please Blake listen to me!
Levi please don't make me do this. I can't live with myself if you die.
Blakely don't let me watch you die.
She stepped back to the edge of the pier and she saw relief flash through his eyes.
"I'm sorry Levi." She muttered to herself and the man smiled broadly and Levi's face fell. "No deal buddy."
"Very well." He threw Levi to the man with the revolver who placed it against his head. "We'll do this the hard way."
"Don't touch her!" Levi struggled and shouted his eyes murder. The man came to stand in front of Blake who stood tall as he pulled at a piece of her hair. "If you hurt her I swear to god I will kill you all!"
"Such a pretty girl." He whispered in Russian, "If only you were older."
The other men chuckled and Levi, not knowing Russian but understanding the tone of voice, struggled harder on the verge of tears.
"I heard," He whispered in her ear leaning forward and putting a hand on her shoulder. "That you were attacked once, from behind, and left to die on the ground bleeding. I wouldn't do that to you Tsarina."
"Really?" she asked shaking and keeping her eyes on Levi.
"I wouldn't leave you." He stated his hand slipping to her waist. The men laughed and Blake closed her eyes taking a breath.
Don't show fear baby sister. Tony's voice broke into her silence and she opened her eyes. Levi looked desperate and was crying his amber eyes orange. The man was in front of her now his hand almost up her shirt.
"Your father." He whispered leaning forward and going towards her ear. "Is a man that I've wanted revenge on for several years. I'm getting my revenge soon Tsarina very soon."
His hand slipped to her hip, where a scar from the night he was talking about lay. She gasped and he took this time to shove his tongue in her mouth. She gagged and tried to back up as she heard the men laugh and Levi shout angrily. Blake pulled herself away once she kicked his balls. He grunted and backed up holding her by the strings of her hoodie. He pushed her back at the edge of the pier causing her to tip.
The only thing between her and the thing she most feared was the fist of a mad Russian.
"Now Tsarina," he stated sweetly but his eyes were angry, "One more stunt like that and you go into the water."
Blakely stayed silent and Levi was cursing out the men around him.
"Oh kill him already!" He shouted in English and Blake tried to run forward but the man in front of her lifted her off her feet and dangled her over the dark waters. "Watch my dear."
Blakely watched Levi's fear stricken eyes that gave her one more message before a man put the barrel of his rifle to his head.
Blake I love you and I'm so sorry.
He pulled the trigger and with a echoing boom Levi's eyes went wide and then his body fell to the ground a hole in his head and his amber eyes glazed and lifeless.
"No!" Blake shouted the tears spilling over, "You bastards! Levi didn't do anything! He didn't do…. Anything!"
She began to cry hysterically. The man dangled her over the water and she fidgeted with her zipper. The hoodie wasn't zipped but if she wiggled out she would go into the water.
"Now will you cooperate?" He asked firmly and she bit her lip crying and nodded. "Good girl."
As he said that she shut her eyes and slipped out of her hoodie into the dark waters below.
told you.
Bish man